Spent a week near Bath and visited often. I do like Bath, the soft-shaded stone is very gentle on the eye and it has a proper river (by which I think I mean that the city feels as if it was built round the river). It's a horribly easy place to spend money in, and I never pass up a trip to Toppings book shop, though I should because I'm incapable of coming away empty handed AND I HAVE NO MORE SPACE FOR BOOKS.
Bath also has plenty of art - private galleries galore, very varied, and public galleries too. Victoria Art Gallery is always worth a visit - I've seen so much good stuff there down the years (and the rest, natch). This time on show were Gillian Ayres (big, mostly) and David Brayne by whose work I expected to be completely underwhelmed. I've seen it in reproduction and barely registered it, but in the flesh it's altogether different. There's a quality to the paintwork that seeps water into the skies and gives a real feeling of rootedness.
Bath also has plenty of art - private galleries galore, very varied, and public galleries too. Victoria Art Gallery is always worth a visit - I've seen so much good stuff there down the years (and the rest, natch). This time on show were Gillian Ayres (big, mostly) and David Brayne by whose work I expected to be completely underwhelmed. I've seen it in reproduction and barely registered it, but in the flesh it's altogether different. There's a quality to the paintwork that seeps water into the skies and gives a real feeling of rootedness.
On to the Holburne and an unexpectedly enjoyable photographic exhibition. I nearly didn't go. Still life? Dull, just dull. But of course it was much better than that. Ok, so there were a few traditional images, but much more besides that really wasn't - very glad I went after all.
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